Patra's Other Place
I started out with Patra's Place, primarily dedicated to my linen collection and stitching projects. But I kept getting side-tracked, so I decided to create Patra's Other Place for anything not related to embroidery topics. So you now have a choice. If you are interested in me, read this. If you only want to see my linen and stitching, visit Patra's (original) Place! (Please note that by clicking on any of the photos, they will be enlarged to fill your computer screen.)
- Name: Gina E.
- Location: Melbourne, Vic., Australia
I am married to Ken. We have no children except two cats and a collection of finches, canaries and Rhode Island bantam hens.
Wednesday, March 05, 2014
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Newly hatched quail chickens.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Been busy elsewhere.
He's buying a new car next month, and we've had three quotes on having our kitchen renovated.
The aviary birds all seem to be happy as they are multiplying at a great rate. The chooks would be too, if we didn't take their eggs away every day!
I did a workshop with Val at the Calligraphy Society headquarters last week, you can see what we did here if you want to have a look. I haven't done much sewing lately, but finally got the sewing machine out of its case and up on the desk, and have been quilting some baby quilts that were given to me unfinished, to pass on to Ken's cousin to take to PNG on her next trip. She emailed some photos of the native Mums and their babies with the first lot of quilts, and I've posted them on my PNG Quilt Collective blog if you haven't already seen them.
My friend C who was diagnosed with cancer last year is looking good. The chemo and radiation has shrunk the tumour, so she will be having another operation to have it removed soon. She has just had one op. to remove the cancer from her liver, and she tells me the doctors were pleased with the outcome of that.
In the meantime another friend has told me she has stage 4 cancer spreading through her body...that makes it four friends with the Big Bad C in the last two years. Ken and I count our blessings...
Saturday, February 01, 2014
Is your home your castle?
Things are a big part of this. It's so beautifully easy to live in one's own house, knowing where everything is and how the devices work. And it's enjoyable to be surrounded with objects that please, colours that seem soothing, photos of loved ones.
With the hot weather we are experiencing at the moment, with the everpresent threat of bushfires, I always wonder how it feels to lose one's home in a fire. Everything destroyed - not just gone away, but totally gone. I've met a few people over the years whose house was burned down in a bushfire, and I could almost feel their pain when they talked about the things they miss most - in the case of quilters, the loss of a collection of quilts they have made over the years. Others remember jewellery, photos, books, that can never be replaced. You can rebuild or buy something else if you are lucky enough to have the insurance payout, but it would never be the same.
We drove past my childhood home a few weeks ago, and I wish we hadn't gone there. I got such a shock to see it. My dad always had it freshly painted, and the garden was full of flowers in season. Fruit trees in the back yard. But now, the garden looks like a jungle. I doubt if it had been painted since Dad sold it more than thirty years ago; bricks and mortar were chipped and cracked, and the windows were dirty. The inside blinds were torn. It looked abandoned, but there was a car outside and we could see signs of life inside. Perhaps I shouldn't be so judgemental; who knows what goes on behind closed doors? The family could be struggling financially, or with ill health.
I remember when Ken and I had just put a deposit on this house. The owners had built it six years before, and they took us around the house and garden, proudly showing us what they'd done, and telling us why they had planted so many azaleas in one spot. Each plant was an anniversary or birthday gift from one of them to the other. We took care of those plants as if they were ours - well, they were once we'd bought the house! But what I mean is, we took a personal interest in the plants, and didn't rip them out to plant other things in their place. I sometime wonder if those first owners have ever driven past and seen what we have done, and what we have preserved of their garden.
Friday, January 31, 2014
A very hot day in Melbourne.
The cats aren't silly - they were both inside in the airconditioned lounge room, but still like to lie in the window to get some sun. Tiger was sound asleep....
Topsy was asleep too.
Lunch at De Bortoli's, icecream at the Chocolaterie!
The view from the window where I was sitting.
Ken took this pic of me.
On our way home, we passed the entrance to the Yarra Valley Chocolaterie & Ice Creamery, so I persuaded Julie and Ken that we couldn't miss out on this opportunity to visit such a place!
SOOOOO many chocolates!
Monday, January 27, 2014
Happy Birthday Australia!
Some people say that this country shouldn't celebrate the 'birth' of Australia on 26th January, as the Aboriginal people were here thousands of years before then. That is perfectly correct, but those people didn't call the land Australia, and chances are they didn't even know how big their land was, or where it starts and ends. As far as today's population is concerned, when the English people who came here and claimed it for themselves, and eventually named it Australia, that is when our history began. The Aborigines have their own history, and while they obviously weren't happy about the changes that came about over 200 years ago, that's life. It's happened in all countries since mankind starting roaming around the earth, and it's a case of survival of the fittest, just like the animal world.
Anyway, our own celebration has been going on for twenty years, and today we continued this little tradition with 7 of our oldest and closest friends for lunch and laughs. The girls bring the food and the guys bring the
Here are our friends puzzling over the quiz today, in the shade of our gazebo which we set up every year for this occasion, and usually leave it up for the remainder of summer, as it is a lovely spot to sit on a warm day when you want to enjoy the summer, but don't want to get sunburnt!
After all that mental effort, I rewarded them with dessert - two pavlovas, cheesecake and fresh fruit salad.
I saw this Aussie Map pavlova in an advertisement last year, and kept the recipe to try this year. It was a bit time consuming, mixing the pav. mix and spreading it on to baking paper in the shape of Australia, but it worked. But then when I put the cream on top, it ran over the edges and poor Australia lost some of it's coastline, lol!
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
All over and done with.
Most people say you run back and forth to the toilet many times in the 24 hours between drinking stuff and having the colonoscopy done. I only went twice. Messy, yes,but I won't go into any more details.. But I didn't feel ill at any stage, just slightly hungry, and very full of liquid. But apparently my preparations were good enough.
The first nurse took me into a room to remove my skirt and undies, although I could leave on my shoes, bra and teeshirt. (Shoes??? Yep, leave them ON!) I had to put one of those blue 'gowns' on and a white chenille dressing gown over that. From there I was led to the theatre where the procedures are done, and told to lay on a bed where they put an oxygen mask on me, and inserted the intravenous needle into my arm to anaesthise me. That was the last thing I remember until I woke up an hour later in the recovery room. I was lying in the same position, and couldn't figure out whether I'd been 'done' or not, until a nurse came over and said 'Hello Gina, you're all done. Feeling okay?" To my relief, I was. After spending weeks worrying about getting sick after the anaesthetic it was a happy moment to wake up feeling perfectly well, and being offered tea and biscuits!
After a few minutes, I was helped off the bed and into a room with comfortable armchairs, where some other ladies were sitting waiting to be taken home. I was there for about half an hour, during which time the surgeon who had performed the colonoscopy on each of us, came and spoke to us. He said to me that my results are fine - no polyps or any other issues, and I don't need to have another colonoscopy in the foreseeable future. (Some people have to have them regularly if they've had polyps removed). He said if I wanted to check myself, I could get a test kit from my doctor every few years.
So! Very nice to know that my belief in myself was justified. I know some people thought I was being cocky when I said I didn't believe I had cancer, because I try to eat regularly the kind of foods that are known as cancer fighters, such as broccoli, strawberries, and several others. I never smoked, and only drink alcohol occasionally. The only thing I don't do often enough is exercise properly, but fortunately for me, I've always been skinny up until middle age, and never had a tendency to put on weight. This is a family trait, so I'm lucky to have inherited those genes. I know luck and genetics play a large part in how good our health is, but I firmly believe lifestyle and healthy eating has a lot to do with it. Who knows what the next 30 years will bring to me, if I live that long? No use worrying about the future; I'm just very happy to be healthy at this moment!